Seeing that Dai Yicheng was still indifferent, Su Shiyan felt a little anxious and reminded him tactfully, "Young Master Dai, you have seen Susan Suya. You can choose whoever you like from my two precious daughters. This marriage is on the board."

We are a family, if you are dissatisfied you can just say it."

Two precious daughters, precious daughters... Su Xiaoluo, who had retreated to the corner, felt her heart twitch.

Su Shiyan never regarded her as a daughter. Su Ya and Susan were a treasure, but she was just a piece of grass. Even the name told her, Su Xiaoluo, Su Xiaoluo, she would always be the one left behind.

In the Su family, she was a nanny, a cleaner, a janitor, and a punching bag... She was everything, but she was never a part of the Su family. She was used to being ignored and submissive, and she thought she had no feelings for a long time.

But she is a human being, a person with flesh and blood and emotions.

She moved her steps back slowly, turned around, and happened to hit the vase on the bookcase, and heard a snap.

The floor was covered with fragments of the vase. Before Su Xiaoluo could react, she heard another "pop" sound, followed by a stinging pain on her right cheek.

"You deliberately caused trouble, didn't you??" Li Wenqing trembled with anger. A slap on her face was considered a light blow, not to mention that the vase was an antique and worth five figures. If Mr. Dai was frightened, he would regret not staying at Su's house.

What should I do if I choose a daughter to be my wife?

Wouldn't her wishful thinking be in vain?

She believed that Su Xiaoluo did it on purpose, that Zhao Meizhen was a bitch who worked as a mistress, and that the child she gave birth to, Su Xiaoluo, was even more of a bitch who wanted to destroy Su Ya and Susan's happiness.

"Come here and see how I deal with you." Li Wenqing made a ferocious look, picked up Su Xiaoluo's ears and threw her aside.

Su Xiaoluo was in pain, so painful that she almost lost consciousness, but no matter how painful it was, she still held back the tears that filled her eyes. She couldn't cry, and she couldn't shed tears in front of the Su family.

"Wait a moment."

The clear sound of stopping attracted the attention of everyone present. Dai Yicheng, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walked forward past Li Wenqing with slow steps, and took a look at the girl who was burying her head.

In fact, he had noticed her since she entered the house with Su Ya, but he was too far away to see clearly.

"Who is this? Your daughter? A relative?" He turned to Li Wenqing and asked with a smile, vaguely feeling that this girl looked like a person, someone who had made him depressed for a long time.

Seeing Dai Yicheng's kind tone, Li Wenqing immediately put on a smile and said, "This... this is Su Xiaoluo, the daughter of the Su family." She really didn't want to admit it, but since Dai Yicheng asked, she could only answer truthfully.

Su Xiaoluo just stood there timidly, not daring to say another word, not to mention raising her head, wishing she had the ability to teleport and leave here immediately.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Dai Yicheng looked over from his angle. Su Xiaoluo's petite and thin body was reflected in the dim halo.

The broken hair that fell in front of his forehead covered half of his red and swollen cheeks, and his watery eyes showed a hint of stubbornness. Dai Yicheng had a thought in his mind and leaned down to take a closer look...

Boom! It was like a thunderclap. This face was very familiar to him. He could still remember her fiercely throwing a dollar to him.

Sometimes fierce, sometimes pitiful, Dai Yicheng really couldn't connect the two Su Xiaoluo with different personalities, but the person was standing in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Call someone quickly." Su Shiyan coughed and said, secretly praying that Su Xiaoluo would not lose his face at the critical moment.

Su Xiaoluo didn't dare to be disobedient. She raised her head slightly and glanced casually. She didn't see Dai Yicheng clearly at all. She only saw the dark gray suit and black leather shoes he was wearing.

Thinking that she must be a bit old, her head got hot and she shouted directly: "Hello, uncle."

Uncle? Dai Yicheng's face was distorted, and his raised brows expressed his dissatisfaction. Are you kidding me? I'm so old? Seeing the displeased look on Dai Yicheng's face, Li Wenqing pinched Su Xiaoluo's arm and said, "You

Are you looking for death?"

Su Xiaoluo felt pain again, and took a breath of cold air and said in an apologetic tone, "Hello, brother."

Dai Yicheng still didn't answer. He was usually cold and reserved, and his aura would intimidate everyone without opening his mouth. Now his calm expression made the atmosphere even weirder.

There was a dead silence in the room. Everyone had to look at Dai Yicheng's face, except Su Xiaoluo. Although she was submissive on the surface, she had no way to vent her grievances, but she had already scolded this "Young Master Dai" in her heart.

Thousands of times.

Why are you pretending to be so cool? Will you get constipated if you respond?

For a long time, I just listened to Dai Yicheng's sonorous and powerful words, word for word: "Just her, let her be my wife."

"Su Xiaoluo!?" How is that possible? Are you kidding me? She is only nineteen years old and is not the child of his wife Li Wenqing. How could she be chosen by Dai Yicheng?

Su Xiaoluo was even more surprised and surprised. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, her pupils dilated instantly. Oh my God, isn't this the man who took away his innocence?

The road between enemies is narrow! Su Xiaoluo was speechless and stared straight at him. Her heart felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. She really wanted to rush up and shake Dai Yicheng's shoulders desperately to wake him up.

Is your brain flooded or short-circuited? Why did you choose me? There is something wrong with you! You are perverted!

Su Shiyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said anxiously: "Young Master Dai, my Xiaoluo is only nineteen years old this year."

Of course he didn't want Dai Yicheng to choose Su Xiaoluo, the illegitimate son of a dancer. How could his status be worthy of the Dai family.

Dai Yicheng raised his eyebrows, "Your daughter is only eighteen, you said she can get married."

Su Shiyan was choked and speechless. This was definitely shooting himself in the foot.

"It's her." After Dai Yicheng said that, he turned and walked away, leaving a tall back to the Su family who looked at each other.

"Young Master Dai, Young Master Dai, don't leave in a hurry, listen to me..." Li Wenqing came to his senses and chased after him, but he couldn't catch up.

The Dai family is a well-known family, not to mention their background and strength. Let alone the whole Jianghai, who in the whole country does not want to have some relationship with the Dai family. Whether she marries Su Ya or Susan, the Su family can be said to be on a higher level from now on.

The seniors could rest easy, but why did Young Master Dai fall in love with Zhao Meizhen’s little bastard?

The more Li Wenqing thought about it, the angrier she became. Her wishful thinking had failed. If she had always used Su Xiaoluo to vent her anger, she would not have been relieved without pulling out a layer of her skin. But now that Su Xiaoluo was appointed by Dai Yicheng, the crow turned into a phoenix.

If you offend her, this little bitch may take revenge.

Li Wenqing glanced at Anya and said, "Follow mom upstairs and give me some luck."

Seeing Li Wenqing going upstairs in anger, Anya smiled at Su Xiaoluo. She also wanted to thank her. If Dai Yicheng really chose her, she would be the one to marry. She had her own pursuits and didn't want to be a rich man.
Chapter completed!